Negative space/void I
My eternal hair grows back to time
My voices are crashing
to words
I heard
Appearance.
thinly
weave.
thread a knot
Taste strange, bitter
Life is melting in my mouth
Look!
Tired of my site
...
Ah- it makes me cry! hey-ha-hat
It's breaking my spills
Sinking into me
Filling my glass
The sound of the rain.
Shush!
Birds started again
sun setting-evening view
my eyes are wheat
my fever is cold
...
Your distant past
Take on all kinds
Come on!
Take it off, cover it up
Your body is covered with scales
Isn't it worth it?
Hear!
you echo
Pure
Joy
let me find you, let me find you.
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Must be like falling apart from the skin
beating the body
without feeling
The Heart, head and body.
The one who goes, the one who goes.
...
The flow of the leaf towards the root,
The slope leading to the water.
Gather the winds drop by drop;
Pour the clear water into the stone.
...
Your shadow is resolved
Look.
Your time is running out
Stubbornness
The one you hide inside of tomorrow
Is not there?
Ready.
sooty ceiling
dry taste in your mouth
From the words you know
Look.
I came by spilling my experiences
I put everything in my suitcase and
To the cabinets..
.....
Your face is walking towards to my face
And it grows
Your eyes are clouds
Disappears with your voice
Your skin is gray
Root dye.
...
if we;
neither port nor sea
we gave the sail to the wind,
fill it up
We are going..